The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 494

After finishing his work, Draven returned to Ember, who was sitting quietly on the swing in the garden, staring ahead blankly.

"Still worried about your brother?" came the familiar voice of her mate.

It pulled her out of her thoughts, and she turned to look at him. "With someone like Lady Cornelia healing him, do I even need to worry? I was just… enjoying the peace here."

Draven could tell she wasn't being entirely honest. Something was troubling her — but instead of pressing, he said, "That's true. She'll be here soon to check on him again. Do you want to be there?"

"No need to disturb her while she's treating her patient," Ember replied. "I met my brother before coming here."

He hummed in response. "Want to take a stroll?"

She stepped down from the swing. "Along the riverside."

Draven held her hand, and together they walked toward the boundary of the palace, where the river flowed gently, surrounding the palace like a natural moat.

As they strolled along the water's edge, Draven asked, "What did you do today?"

"Nothing much," she said. "I went to check on Morpheus' nest, then spent time in the study reading, had a meal, visited my brother, and then came to the garden." She recited it like it was just another ordinary day.

"How's the nest?" Draven asked.

"It's beautiful and mesmerizing," she replied, a soft smile forming on her lips. "I can even go there on my own now. There's a bridge connected to the balcony."

Draven hummed in approval. "He's thoughtful — and he probably knew you wouldn't be patient enough to wait for him and might try to climb the tree on your own, putting yourself in danger."

Ember frowned. "Both of you are the same. Always pointing out my mistakes and my clumsiness. But this is how I am."

"And we like you just the way you are," he said with a small smile. "Now tell me… what's truly on your mind? Something's troubling my sweet mate."

She sighed. "You really want to know?"

"Yes."

"I don't want you to get upset."

"I won't."

She stopped walking, prompting Draven to stop as well. She turned to face him, guilt flickering in her gaze.

"I should've discussed it with you earlier," she admitted. "But… I ended up making the decision on my own."

He simply waited for her to say it.

"I asked Morpheus to take me to this month's full moon festival…" she began, but the rest of the sentence caught in her throat. She couldn't bring herself to say the next part — that she was planning to mate with Morpheus.

"And he denied?" Draven asked, trying his best to keep his composure.

"Hmm," she nodded, looking away. Her voice was heavy with emotion. "I just want to get it over with… once and for all. So we can all live together in peace. I'm trying, but he doesn't want to cooperate." Her voice broke. "Why can't he understand that it's not easy for me either…"

Finally, the tears she had been holding in slipped down her cheeks.

Draven gently pulled her into his arms, letting her release the emotions she had kept inside.

"When he said no… I felt hurt," she sobbed quietly. "I don't know what else to do for him… I just don't want him to suffer because of me…"

"You're not wrong," Draven said softly, caressing her back with slow, comforting strokes. "You're just doing what's best for all of us. Don't worry — he'll come around. He'll come to you on his own."

"Will he?" she whispered, still unsure.

"Hmm," Draven hummed in reassurance, wiping her tears with his thumb.

Once she had calmed down a little, he gently shifted the conversation.

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"Have you given any thought to meeting your family again? Now that you know the truth about them?"

She shook her head. "First, I need to take care of this family of mine. Once we're okay… I'll think about it."

"As you wish."

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Cornelia arrived at the palace just before sunset to check on Rhian.

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